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"Robert wanted to be loved. My brother Tyrion has the same disease. Do you want to be loved, Sansa?”

"Everyone wants to be loved."

make me choose oberynmahtell asked: Sansa or Tyrion

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this was never about winning. it’s just about surviving. the machine and i couldn’t save the world. we had to settle for protecting the seven people who might be able to take it back. so we gave samaritan a blind spot: seven key servers that hard codes it to ignore seven carefully crafted new identities. when the whole world is watched, filed, indexed, numbered, the only way to disappear is to appear. hiding our true identities inside a seemingly ordinary life. you’re not a free man anymore, harold. you’re just a number. we have to become these people now. and if we don’t, they’ll find us, and they’ll kill us. i’m sorry, harold. i know it’s not enough. a lot of people are gonna die. people who might have been able to help. everything is changing. i don’t know if it will ever get better. but it’s going to get worse. the machine asked me to tell you something before we part - you once told john the whole point of pandora’s box is that once you’ve opened it, you can’t close it again. she wanted me to remind you of how the story ends. when everything is over, when the worst has happened…there’s still one thing left in pandora’s box: hope.

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I will change,

                       for you

                                       S t a y.

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"… how ardently I admire and love you" - 4/25 (part 1)

Aiba Masaki

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Ohsaka Ryota, Shimazaki Nobunaga and Hanae Natsuki aka Sawamura Eijun, Furuya Satoru and Kominato Haruichi, ladies and gentlemen

Hanaecchi’s take on Go EXCEED! and their very own version of an orchestra among other things /facepalm

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                        invxgorate

     She was grading papers —- the red ink of her pen smudging the side of her left hand, her fingers and wrist aching from how many ticks, crosses & grades she’d written. She totally didn’t get paid enough for this —- her hand could fall off ! Blonde locks shield her face as she continues to scribble when necessary, a shadow of a silhouette in front of her peaking her interest, yet not enough to make her look up. ❝ Yeah ? Do you need something ? I’m trying to grade papers here. ❞

ficlet; What Now

So…I don’t know. Just a little something that came to me tonight. Had to get it out. Brittana fluff.

title: What Now

words: 1,609

rating: T

summary: It started innocently enough. You opened Instagram one Thursday, and as you scrolled through pictures of new and old friends you saw your own face and stopped. Your thumb shook as it hovered over the screen motionless. You couldn’t stop staring.

(edit) A/N: Just felt the need to comment that I wrote this two days before Naya posted her #tbt of Christmas/HeMo and therefore I must be psychic. ;)

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An earnest letter of thanks to Orphan Black and Clone Club

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I love you much
it’s not enough
you go back to her
and I go back to black

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Charlie & Connor (feat. Shirlee) | 2.18

"I’ll have some of that jerky, I guess."

I MET WINTER AIRPORT FIFTH HARMONY NOTHING ELSE MATTERS

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